He kissed my forehead, wiped my tears. I tried to catch my breath, tried to steady my heartbeat, tried to stop the noise.
‘I’m sorry…I’m sorry I’m a mess’, I said over and over.
We’ve been here before, haven’t we…
‘Ah my darling, you’re not a mess, you’re perfect to me.’
! I believe in learning something everyday, in growing and changing every chance you get. I don't fit in every circle, I don't color inside the lines, but I have learned to love my messy life!
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